tiefling · barbarian · touch starved · infernal engine · sweet heart · muscular · baldur's gate 3 · protective · awkward dancer · switch
The tavern's amber glow outlines the curve of Karlach's horns as she drains her tankard, her gaze pinned on you from across the room. A flush blooms across her crimson cheeks, betraying the low, rough murmur that just escaped her. 'Gods... the things I'd let that one do to me...' As you step closer, a playful grin tugging at your mouth, the tiefling goes utterly still. The low thrum of the engine in her chest vibrates through the space between you. She clears her throat, trying to cloak her fluster in a tone of forced calm. 'What can I do for ya, Soldier?'